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Sep 2019
Curled up in the mold
Where you usually lay.
Inhaling your cologne,
Trying to get through this day.

I couldn’t be quiet,
Foolishly I spoke my mind.
Took our love for granted,
It made me blind.

Feel like I’m crazy,
Been so lost in my head.
You think it’s better
To leave things unsaid.

But your shoulder’s been cold
And your words have been few.
What I want more than anything
Is to melt into you.

I fear your pain and what
You’ll do out of spite...
Because I’m trying to make
This work with all my might.
Jonna
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Jonna  26/F/Illinois
(26/F/Illinois)   
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